2014 was an interesting year. I was wondering where my next meal was going to come from when I was locked up, but I like to thank the Columbus Police Department for helping me find better shelter than Faith Mission. I was confronted by poverty, hard times and evil-spirited people. I wanted to fight, I wanted to fight back I wanted to get even and scheme...but I was blessed by God to overlook it and see it as a step towards something better. I had got into it with my mother in 2011. I wasnt on prescription medication and I ended up doing time for hitting her. I was just so blessed to meet people that were interested in my well-being. I was released and checked into a mental hospital where they worked miracles on my soul, my self-esteem and my overall being. Im in the process of getting back what was stolen from me and Im looking into getting independent housing, housing where I dont have to have someone come in my apartment 1-5 times a month. I usually go on rants about how Im not getting any respect, but this year I seen improvement as that simmered down a little bit. I was proud of myself and the progress that I have made to a better me and a better situation for me. 2015 I think Im going to take advantage of the medicinal help Im receiving and get some things put together so that I can have a stabilizing income...one that I can start a family and raise kids with. I kind of got off-track with the politics and the struggle of black people in America and was hanging out with brothas with perms, sistas with no afrocentricity whatsoever and white people that were interested in helping me out. I became a pro-black junkie and liked everything that I wasnt getting in the streets or from a local library. I now purchase kufis and chewing sticks that are licorice roots. I now support peoples causes like Che Guevara, Angela Davis, Mutulu Shakur and more. I find myself becoming inspired by other people in downtown Columbus that protest against the oppressive system in Ohio. I find myself enjoying a Bob Marley CD or a Peter Tosh CD or a Gil Scott-Heron CD instead of ignorant cussing and street hype. I find myself cooking grilled chicken, eating spinach salad, turkey bacon, cage-free eggs and 1% milk. I find myself empowering people around me by referring them to shelters that helped me get something to eat. The struggle is real and racism is alive. Columbus is a great city for families, not a good city for independence. Brandon Martin is my GODbrother and he is the key reason why Im so happy and 4 years old again. I dont really converse with my grandmother or my aunt and uncle on my dads side, but my mothers side is a bit worst. I find myself giving money and going to black/Hispanics and support their stores and restaurants. I am revolutionary. I like to thank you the reader for reading this and drop me a line sometime! I use to be big on e-mailing people, but now its all about social media. LOL! From me to you, Bryant
Posted on: Wed, 24 Dec 2014 20:35:54 +0000
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